"I never saw such manners in all my life," said the Honourable Mrs.Morton, almost bursting with passion.
"They are cold and tired, ma'am." "No lady should be too cold or too tired to conduct herself with propriety.

No real lady is ever so." "The place is strange to them, you know." "I hope with all my heart that it may never be otherwise than strange to them." When they arrived at the house the strangers were carried into the library and tea was of course brought to them.

The American Senator was there, but the greetings were very cold.

Mrs.Morton took her place and offered her hospitality in the most frigid manner.

There had not been the smallest spark of love's flame shown as yet, nor did the girl as she sat sipping her tea seem to think that any such spark was wanted.